The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1887-04-09

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twenty three; Efic eighteen; and even the baby Is
twelve years old now-my second Hannah"
why. you call her for melr And the accent of
surprise and joy brought tears into Philip Burrs
eyes
"Yes, didn't quite forget you. mother. But, MI
randy, shouldn't she lie DOWN."
"She ought to that's fact"
"But, Phil?" The pleading voice asked Ques
ton he understood without words.
'I'm going to stay long time. nanny" And
the sweet old face frightened with a smile as she
went to her room with Mirandy, and tried to rest
after the anguish of her spasm.
Mirandy beekoned Mr.. Burr into the kitchen when
she came back, and once there, gave him such a
handshaking as only Miraady could give.
well, if amt glad you're to hum again, aint
nothinr I've ben on tender hooks since I wrote
to ye for fear done what hadn't ought to noways
But got skeered enough about her."
You had reason to be, Mirandy. ought to have
come home long ago.
Well, let that slide; you done according to your
lights. and nobody can't do nomore. Thep'int now
is, here you be. an what can ye do for herr
Il must take her to New York with me, Mrandy,
and see good doctor about her.
"Well, mabbe. She won't go easy, though; an old
tree gener'ly dies moyin'.. I'm most afraid to hev
ye."
"But isn't 1t best9 The doctor here does not seem
to have helped her.
s'Landi she haln't had him, an haven't insisted
ont, for haven't great faith in doctorif any
how its pretty near guess-wOrk an fat sha kim
sputterin old eretur ike Dr. Martin amt no more
capable of likely guess than be. I've give her
skullcap tea some an KEEP up her strength with
broth, an eggcider, an seeh. an she's sech calm
kind of cretur anyway that she's held her own so
fur. 1 expect it's neurology, but p'haps York
doctor might know suthin' to help that"
Il can but try" said Philip, sadly "But where
Is Luke? and how will 1t be with you Mirandy, If
! take mother away?"
"oh. he's out 10 the barn a putterin' round,
guess he II come in soon as blow the dinner horn
The won't nothin' arthly keep him from vittles an
drink. what'll do? Well I expect you don't
mean to fetch her back here?"
mo; never mean to have my mother away from
me again."
well, thirty odd years is bout enough IN a life
time. Thank the Lord want never pestered with
children You train em up, an away they go. as
SeFiptur' says, an where be ye? Just as lonesome
as though you was old maid an done whit
Wuss fortne, for them that haIn't had to loose,
hain't had to grieve. As to me- I've ben a-keepin'
Luke on the anxious seat quite a SPELL He didn't
seem to set a mite by anybody else, no more did /;
but want a-goin to put the best feller that ever
was created-an' he aint that-not but what he's
clever enough-before Mis- Burr. l growed up
along of her. an think the sun rises and sets in
face; but ef its best for her to go to York why It's
best. and shant peep nor mutter. But guess I'll
hitch up with Luke. An eff you're q mind to let us
rent the farm why its kinder proyidential that old
Curtis, who has had II along back had the shocka-
mum palsy last week. an Mis- Curtis she's dreadful
poorly with risin OF the lights, SOS they spoke to
Luke-leastways she did-about writin' to you TO
find somebody else to take it. An there's consid-
er'ble work in me yet, if be sixty-fve: an Luke
amt but fifty-fve guess can run it for SPELL"
"My dear old friend" said Philip. with the tears
in his eyes yOu shall have the farm rent FREQ; don't
say word. You have been hetter than a child 70
M mother"
"Welh seyer" And Mirnndy boited into the
shed with the apron thrown over her face. Luckily
there was hole in it, so she did not fling herself
against the woodpile.
In the meantime there was a little drama set ON
the New York stage for Philip Burr's consideration
in due season. While her father was gone 10 Yer
mont, Miss Ellie, under her mothers wing, was
tasting the delights of society. She had been
brought up in foreign fashion, and her simplicity,
purity and modest grace were as unique among the
sparkle and dash, the fearless chatter and rapid
manner OF her new associates, as the aspects and
blackbirds. She was not belle; fast young men did
not admire feE hut there were not few of the
better class who eontended for her shy smiles and
among them was John Schuyler the young rector of
81. Faiths Church. Indeed, Ellie was lovely enough
to have turned the head of an anchorite. She in
herited her rgrandmothers beautiful red brown hair
dark in the shadow" but glttering with brouze
reflections in the sum- and she had her mothers
lovely great hazel eyes, innocept and serene as
dewdrops in the heart of pansy. a pale, clear
skin, delicate, sweet mouth, chin cleft with the
tiuiest dimple ell made face charming in itself
more than charming in its lovely. tender ehild-ke
expression. John Schuyler watched her narrowly;
once in his life he had found beautiful face the
mask Of a false heart and trivial mind; he would
not be so deuded again; he admired, but hesitated
And Efie2 she heard his deep rich voice once
week fFum desk and pulpit she took into her simple
and sinoore heart his eloquent expositions of the
Gospel she thought him the best and greatest of
clergymen but she the sort of girl who con,
siders every man possible lover; she had that in.
nate maiden modesty that does not feed on idle
dreams bHt has reserves with itself as sacred
angels.
One evening Mr. Schuyler heard hersay to friend
''Yes, my father is coming back with my grand
mother next week."
"You have never seen herr" asked Miss Sanford,
mo- we were all born in Italy, and grandmother
has always lived on her farm in Vermont"
ut is our dance, Miss Burt" broke in a gilded
youth
As she went away Marian Sanford said 10 her
cousin, who stood by them; lust thinks to bring
an old Vermont farmeTess into that superb Yandyne
mansioul What bore for Eiie! l wonder how
she will put up with such nuisance as a country
grandmother"
Nv Coluvlar ,rondarad toa
1t had been the first cause Of his dlsenehantment
with beautiful Aida Schuyler, his far-away cousin
that she treated her mother nth neglect and disre
speoti for his own mother, a stately white-haired
lady, whose only surviving child this John still
lived with him in all love and reverence he could
never trust his future to girl who would despse
and be ungraeious to an elderly woman.
The day that Philip brought his mother home was
one of those mild days that sometimes come in Feb
ruary she Lore the journey better than he feared
for 1t had indeed been hard to leave her old home
her faithful Mirandy. her quaint quiet lie even for
the home Of an only son; she feared and doubted
little about new home among strangers But
Pilips wife was the only one to welcome her indeed
the rest had been banished for the time, lest they
should fatigue their guest,
1t was this sweetfaeea woman who took the tiny
old figure IN her arms with SOFT eager kiss, saying
Mother am so glad to have you'll"
Grandma Burr could not help one little sob Of 70,
lief
But when ahe was rested IN the morning, and en-
so0npea in great easy chair by the bright dining
Toom fire. boys and girls both passed in review
and the tender faded eyes frightened with surprise
at the two tall young men, pictures of father and
grandfather the lovely gif and the fairy of child
who said, "Pm Hannah too in voice that made
grandma smile, though it dImmed her eyes, 1t was
so like her little" Philips.
Now a new lifedawRed on the dear old lady; from
the most primitive and quite existence, she had
suddenly dropped Into an amount of luxuries and
oonvenienoes that almost frightened her, but which
her Ieverent spirit referred to First Cause rather
than to man. Gas, turned on with the touch Of q
finger to some electric connection utterly astonished
her.
"oh. the wonderful works of God!' she exclaimed.
Tis as when He said, Let there be light and there
was light Is 1t dangerous, dear?"
"oh. no, grandma, unless you blow it out; then it
does choke people.
az never'll touch II, then-never! III have can-
de Can 1, Philly?"
"Yes, if you like, mother" ," laughed Philip
She heard the Ginning clock of St Faiths tower.
Tis beautiful TO have the hours sing, amt it? she
said 70 Efie. rSameas when Scrpter says the morn-